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Goodbye 2017, Hello 2018!

I am not sure where 2017 went if I am honest. It absolutely flew past. It was definitely a better year that the shit show that was 2016 but it was not without its flaws. Still, never one to dwell on the negative here are some of my highlights;

I quit my job end of March 2017 having spend 5 and a half years there. All good, no negative reasons but just time to move on.

We had some awesome adventures to Romney Sands, Centre Parcs, Bristol, and Bedfordshire.

2017 saw the first of a big run of weddings over the next few years. One of my longest friends got married to her long time fiance in August in the beautiful Kew Gardens in London. It was a beautiful day. I drank far too much red wine.

Jezz and I at the other wedding of the year!

Jezz and I at the other wedding of the year

August also saw the run up to our wedding! We spent a fabulous few days in a small village near Bath at a beautiful house that had a hot tub and swimming pool. A big a group of friends came with us to celebrate a joint hen/stag do. I have honestly never laughed so much in my life, or seen Jezz so hungover in all my life.

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We also had my hen do! Which was everything I wished for, we painted mugs, we made cocktails, we ate delicious food and danced. It was perfect. Major props to my MOH for organising!

Amynoos Hen Do

Of course, without a doubt the highlight of the year has to be our wedding! It was the most brilliant day. I wish we could go back and do it all again. It was the best.

Amynoos Amy Jezz Wedding

Finally, never in my wildest dreams would I think that at the end of 2017 that we would be getting a puppy. This little ball of fluff joined our family on the 17th December and has turned our world upside down! I currently spend my days cleaning up poop, pee and loving the absolute heck out of this little guy. Meet Reggie, or Reg, or Sir Reginald Poopy Butt. We love him a lot.

Amynoos Reggie

2018 What is to come?

I am excited for 2018, we are looking to move house this year. Looking forward to going on some adventures with Reggie and taking him for walks. We have a lovely holiday planned in the early summer/late spring and he can come with us so that is very exciting!

There are three weddings this year! I am so excited for all of them. Each of them should be different from the other. Can’t wait to see some of my bestest getting married!

Who knows what else? We shall see.

In the meantime wishing you all a happy new year. May 2018 bring you lots of exciting adventure, laughter and love. Thank you as always for your support this year.

Here is to a fabulous 2018!



Becoming Mrs G….. The Lead Up Part 2

See Part 1 Here

Saturday 9th September. 7 sleeps to go.  

THIS TIME NEXT WEEK!! Oh it makes my belly do a flop, but in a good excited way. This time next week I will be married (it is now 14.58) MAD. So mad. I keep saying it but I cannot believe how quickly it has all come around. It rained all day yesterday, so I hope that it doesn’t next weekend. Currently the weather report is not for rain, but have looked into umbrellas. Will keep an eye on the forecast. I don’t mind if its grey, just really don’t want it to be wet because we have the lawn games and the photos will be so much nicer outside! I don’t suppose anyone really wants rain on their wedding day though do they? Maybe if you are a duck.

Jezz and I finalised the quiz this morning, so I just need to go and get those printed in the week. The ribbons all arrived this morning so I have sat and cut the extra pieces that we will need for the favours. He has gone for a hair cut, and we have sorted out for my Dad to pick up the suits on Thursday next week.

Amynoos Becoming Mrs G Favours Wedding Preperation

Organise organise organise. I am in my element hahaha!  

This time next week.  YAY!


Sunday 10th September. 6 sleeps to go. 

I have had the laziest day ever I cannot lie. Jezz has been working hard on his speech all day. I had a bath. Glorious.  


Monday 11th September. 5 sleeps to go. 

I was planning on waking up early today to get cracking with numerous jobs I had planned. I had forgotten that I had turned my alarm off for Mondays the previous week due to the bank holiday. I woke up at 9.30am. Oops.

I got up and headed to the Brow Bar in Brighton (I think that is what it is called, near the clock tower on Dyke Road) and had my eyebrows tidied ready for the weekend. I do not get them done very often, but thought it worth it! Special occasion and that haha. I then went to the jewellers where we bought our wedding rings and I took my engagement ring there to be polished. As we bought our wedding rings with them it was free. Fantastic! (Ring Jewellers in the Lanes if anyone is interested, they were great).

I had a shopping list of things to get in Waitrose. Came out of Waitrose without any of them. Forgot to pick my watch that was being repaired up from the jewellers in the mall. Fail. I went home for lunch and thought I had best start again afterwards. I had to go back to the jewellers for 1pm anyway to collect my engagement ring. So at 12.30 off I attempted my various errands again. I went to Superdrug for paracetamol, ibuprofen, glasses wipes and mouthwash. Then via the mall to pick up my watch, then down to the jewellers in The Lanes to collect my engagement ring. Then back to the flat, again without the items on the Waitrose shopping list, will do that another day its not urgent.  

Emailed Jezz to print a few bits for the weekend. Think I have had a pretty productive day all in all! I must discuss with the girls about walking down the aisle, wonder how the little ones will deal with it all.  

I rang John Lewis to arrange the delivery of the wedding gift list, that’s exciting! So Monday 9th October something to look forward too. They text me to confirm the details and addressed me as “Mrs Goodwin”. Haha. Weird.  


Tuesday 12th September. 4 sleeps to go. 

I woke up nice and early because my alarm worked! HURRAH! Not that the alarm would have made a difference because they are doing some work in the flat upstairs and the banging was SO LOUD it would have woken the dead. Thanks, nice and relaxing. Haha. 

Today’s big wedding task is to do all the favours. It is currently 11.36am and I am half way through. Taking all of my will power not to eat all of the chocolate. MUST RESIST URGE TO EAT CHOCOLATE. I also will mount all of the timetables Jezz printed yesterday onto some card. I also need to send some money to our videographer, who is a friend of my brothers for his transport.  

Amynoos Becoming Mrs G Timetables Wedding Preperation

Going to text the mums of our mini bridesmaids right this second about walking down the aisle to see what they think! Before I forget, stupid thing that kept me up last night haha. I wasn’t worried, just thinking about it. I mean they are little girls, it is probably going to be down to them at the end of the day but I really don’t mind. If they decide they don’t want to walk they don’t have too. I just want them to feel like beautiful special princesses for the day! THEY ARE GOING TO LOOK SO CUTE. 

Becoming Mrs G….. The Lead Up Part 1

Monday 4th September. 12 sleeps to go. 

I have just had a bath and am sat watching Say Yes to the Dress. I am not sure I will ever stop enjoying this programme. Currently every time they do a scene where a couple are actually getting married I get all the stomach butterflies and that internal scream of excitement. I am so incredibly excited. I am also shitting my pants, for silly reasons like, what if I fall over, or say something wrong or stupid, or feel so awkward that I just constantly pull my stupid face, which happens when I am nervous and uncomfortable!! Haha. I MUST NOT PULL STUPID FACES. Bad face. Just nice face. What is my nice face? Not sure I have one…. 

It’s still over a week so I am at the point where I do actually think most of the things are done. I still need to print some of the things for the quiz we have planned for during the meal, and reserved signs for the seating at the ceremony. The day timings and list of jobs for people also to be printed. My brain has been running wild with wedding thoughts for the past 3 weeks. I need to CHILL OUT. Haha.  

Did I mention I am excited? 

Shit me I am excited.  

I hope my dress still fits.  

I am going to be Mrs. That is like some proper grown-upping. 10 grown up points? Probably at least 100.  


Tuesday 5th September. 11 sleeps to go. 

Today Jezz worked from home. I went off to Lewes to drop off the pyjamas I have got for my mum, and the bridesmaids so that they are in their rooms when they arrive on the Friday night. I hope that they like them. I had a little wonder around Lewes to refresh myself with the area, made a note of the nearest cash points and kebab shop.

Came home and had sushi lunch from Itsu.  Yummy.

I spent the afternoon cracking on with wedding bits. Oh so many bits. I spent a good hour making paper hats, and cutting out celebrity masks. We have loads of silly comedy stuff for the reception for a bit of fun! We also got a whole bunch of leis which when I opened STANK. So they are currently sat in the kitchen airing out (or at least smelling of other food smells/febreeze than rotting grot). Feeling in control. Feeling good. Feeling less panicky.  

 Amynoos Becoming Mrs G Leis Wedding Preperation

Wednesday 6th September. 10 sleeps to go. 

I went over to Hove to collect Jezz’s gift for the big day from the framers. I got it home and immediately wrapped it and hid it with all the other wedding shinanigans so he wont spot it. I still need to write the card. Bought to much shopping in Tescos and had to carry tremendously heavy bags back quite a way, rookie move. I got the chocolates and sweets for the favours and I will make those up next week. I must resist the urge to eat them. They are calling me from the other room… must ignore their cries to be eaten.

I have the world’s biggest spot coming on the end of my nose. Great. Attacking it with all the products. MUST. RESIST. TRYING. TO. POP. 

I bought a T-Shirt with “Mrs” on because I am a massive dork and also I think that will be quite funny to come for breakfast in on the Sunday morning. Getting sooooooo excited! The parentals are coming over tomorrow for a final meeting to get everything together. I need to print a bunch of stuff but I am sure it’s not ready yet, so might have to find an internet café to do that… if such a thing even exists anymore!  


Thursday 7th September. 9 sleeps to go. 

Single digits 

Mum and Dad came over to discuss last things and I feel very much in control of the situation. Which is exactly where I wanted to be at this point! Just need to assign jobs, prints things, put favours in the boxes. Pack the bags.  

That’s it. 

Hope that this nose spot buggers off. 

Did I mention I am excited?? Eeeeeeeeeeaaaaakkkkkkk.  

Mrs Goodwin.  

Mrs Amy Goodwin. 

I should do some relaxing stuff next week, take my mind of the big day. Not that I want to stop thinking about it but want to be relaxed. It’s very hard to be relaxed when you are so tremendously excited! SQUEEAK.  

Hoping the spare ribbon I bought turns up tomorrow. And the yellow hoodie I ordered over a week ago. WHERE IS MY YELLOW HOODIE? (unrelated to wedding).  


Friday 8th September. 8 sleeps to go. 

This time next week it will be all systems go! My silly t-shirt has arrived, it’s great! Haha! I am sure it will draw a few chuckles. I keep playing the day over in my head, and imagining it. Must remember to savour each moment. It will all be over so quickly I am sure, I am so excited. I think I have said that quite a lot!  

I have zero ability to not pick at spots and have made the one on my nose worse. Dammit. Still a week to go, must not pick at it any more and hopefully it will heal in time! Fingers crossed.  

I have put the menus in the crates. I am hoping that the extra ribbon I ordered will arrive tomorrow as it hasn’t arrive today. Then I can do the favours. Oooooh it’s so close now. Need to have a relaxing weekend. Next weekend is going to be nuts.

Amynoos Becoming Mrs G Wedding Preperation Crates

To be continued…..

5 Things I lied about in 2016

It occurred to me the other day whilst I gave a little white lie to someone about how I was, that the human race, even though we will deny it, lies a whooooole bunch. Maybe not big lies. Y’no the “I once went on a date with Tom Hardy” kinda lies, but the little ones that we don’t even really consciously think of as lies. This got me thinking, and I thought it would be funny to admit 5 “little white lies” that I told last year. Here goes

1. “I am so sorry, I already have plans with my other half” 

Birthday Cake Amynoos

To someone I do not know very well upon being invited to her birthday drinks

2. “Oh thank you so much, it looks wonderful, how lovely, how kind, thank you”.

To a student offering me a “treat” they had bought from their native land. It did not look wonderful. It went in the bin when they left the room.

3. “Oh this t-shirt, yes I have had it a while.”

If by a while you mean since yesterday? Yes.

4. “I was really good, I just had soup for my lunch.”

Soup Amynoos

And a bread roll the size of my head. And a bag of crisps.

5. “Oh only about £20”

When asked about how much I had just spent in Lush.

£45. I had spent £45. On bath products.

Have you told any good little white lies? Please share them below in the comments!

Goodbye 2016, Hello 2017!

Goodbye 2016, Hello 2017 Amynoos

Where the bloody hell have I been? I am not sure to be honest. Where HAVE I been? At home, trying to think of clever and witty things to write and then I see something shiny/fluffy and I am off…… attention span of a small child!


Here we are,  I am here,  Here we go, another year.

2016 was a year wasn’t it. I think it’s going to go down in infamy like the heatwave of 1976, but different because it was an entire year, and it was shit.

It wasn’t all shit.

Quite a lot of shit.

The global shit I will not go into because this is the internet and I think that has probably been covered.

Personally for me it was a bit of a mixed bag. There were some super shit things that happened, but also a lot of good. I also seemed to have a bit of an epiphany last year, maybe epiphany isn’t the right word, realisation….I am still figuring out that stuff so more on that in a later post.

Anyway, it’s done. We are no longer there. We pick ourselves up and we move on. We came out unscathed. Well…. kinda…. #brexit #potus

2017 is exciting. Change is afoot.

Jezz and I are getting married. (HOLY CRAP BAGS) It’s going to be a busy year.

As always, I go into this new year with a renewed hope that I will blog more…. but if my post history is anything to go by…*cough* 😉

For sticking with me this far here is a little video treat of my Christmas. I am hoping to do a few more videos this year so please do keep an eye over on the Tubes of You for my little face popping up.

Here is to a better year.



Snowdogs by the Sea

When it was announced the Brighton would be having a public art trail called the Snowdogs by the Sea I didn’t think much about it to be honest, it kind of passed me by and I didn’t pay much attention. I had heard of such things being held before, but never has anything appeared in my hometown.

I grew up with The Snowman, it always had a bit of a special squishy place in my heart because it featured Brighton. Raymond Briggs has lived in Sussex for a long time, and a nod to this can be seen in the famous scene when The Snowman and the little boy are flying in the sky where you can spot the famous Brighton landmarks of the Royal Pavilion and the Palace Pier.


On 24th December 2012, the Snowman and the Snowdog was aired. I immediately set it to be recorded and it became a permanent feature on my Skybox (until I moved and had to get rid of Sky…sad face). It was just the cutest thing. The Snowdog was everything I dreamed he would be, stupidly cute, frozen and magical. If you haven’t watched it do it… its just too lovely.

Snowman and Snowdog

The Snowdogs by the Sea art trail was announced in early January 2016, and would run from 24th September until 27th November 2016. If you are reading this not long after I have posted it you still have time to go and spot them!! They are placed all across Brighton and Hove. The furthest points being Hove Lagoon, Hove Park, Preston Park, Amex Stadium, and the Marina.

Oh and one all the way over at London Victoria just to be difficult 😉

I am obsessed.

I have been annoying everyone I know with talk of Snowdogs, and flooding social media so now it is your turn!! Moowuhahahaha!!!

The first dog I found was Blot the Dog, positioned outside Churchill Square, if you are local you might recognise his distinctive markings! There is a bus with similar inkings as well as many pubs, bars, shops and art drops around the city. These were all created by local artist #iownthisart, otherwise known as Jason McQuillen.

Blot the Dog #iownthisart

My photo was taken, and I was immediately obsessed with these gloriously decorated dogs and wanted to see them all!

Dave the Dog is positioned on Palmeira Square, and has quickly become one of my favourites. Perhaps because he is shiny, perhaps because I see him most days as he is about 10 seconds from my work. But look at him!

Dave the Dog

A trip to London to see friends at the beginning of October meant I could get the one positioned all the way in London at Victoria Station. Brighton Belle.

Brighton Belle

A couple of special lunch break missions were had to fetch the ones in the far corners of Hove.

A trip to Hove Park uncovered Marty, by artist David Halliwell, and then down to Hove Museum for Max, by artist Sarah Artnett.

Marty Snowdog Max Snowdog

Another mission over to Hove Lagoon on one lunch break to get Boomer who is safely tucked away in the Big Beach Café (otherwise known as Fat Boy Slims café) then a glorious walk along the beach to find The Snowbrador, by Ruth Cooper, on Medina Terrace.

Boomer The Snowbrador

By this point I had seen 16 of the dogs! There were a total of 45 to collect. I had come this far…..

I had the day off after my birthday so off I set on my epic Snowdog adventure. I set off at 9.30 am and had completed the remaining 29 by 3.00 pm. The final dog was Rose all the way up at the Amex Stadium. (I got the train all the way from Brighton to Falmer, got the dog, and came back again! Haha!).

BeFunky Collage 1

I had a glorious day, but was exhausted.

You can see all of the Snowdogs online here and you can find the trail map here

So what is all this in aid of?

The Snowdogs by the Sea art trail is a Wild in Art event in support of the Marlets Hospice. The Marlets will always have a special resonance with me, as they are the amazing people who helped to take care of my Nanny during her final weeks. She passed away earlier this year. While visiting there it struck me how normal things felt. The building was very warm and welcoming, decorated with flowers and pictures. The staff were approachable and friendly. The patients were of all ages, and all walks of life. The staff were wonderful, and even after my Nan passed away the support for the family was amazing. They do an incredible job, and I take my hat off to them.

How can you donate?

There are many ways you can donate! If you love the Snowdogs as much as I do you can even buy one to take home (just a bit smaller) from their store on George Street, Brighton or their pop-up shop located at Churchill Square Thursdays – Sundays. A percentage of all sales go to The Martlets.

You can also purchase them online here

Here is my beloved <3 I kind of want them all!

Winter Lily Snowdog

You can also donate £3 by texting “SDOG16 £3” to 70070.

Donate to The MartletsYou can also donate online; click here

If you have enjoyed the dogs even a teeny weeny bit please be sure to donate to this very worthwhile cause.

Thank you for making it all the way to the end of this post!

If you would like to see more of my photos from the dog trail be sure to go and find me on instagram.



Chit Chat – Rediscovering things

I have spent this past week in one of those weird foggy sick hazes. It was threatening all of the previous week. After having to ascend the 193 steps from Covent Garden tube station last week I developed a hacking cough for an hour, further cementing the fact I was getting sick and also that I am horrendously unfit. It’s one of those weird ones where you spend a few hours feeling like you might die, then you think you are okay for a bit and do something strenuous, y’no like have a bath, and then you feel like you might die again. Great.

Lemsip Face

I thought I was okay yesterday to go back to work however after venturing to the outside world to run a wedding related errand I rapidly realised that I was the only one that was sweating and swaying in public, and I probably needed to go back to bed. Fast forward to today, I have managed to drag myself out of my pit of despair and to the sofa. Progress is being made.

Anyway, I wanted to do another of those posts where I essentially blabber on about some rubbish about “life” and this bloggy little website I have got myself. So here goes;

I have been working on various bits for this blog and I feel like it needs a bit of an introduction, as it’s something that you haven’t seen on the blog before and you might be a bit confused about an apparent change in direction. I am not changing direction, just throwing something new into the mix.

Ever since I was teeny weeny I enjoyed writing. I used to walk around with a note pad making scribbles which was doing “writing”. One of my Mums favourite stories to tell is about how I came back from my first day at school complaining that I hadn’t learned to read and write. Haha.

I loved doing creative writing at school. In my early years at secondary school, encouraged by my English teacher, I formed a creative writing club. I had reams and reams of stories that I had written. Alas as technology moved and so did I, things got lost. I am sure there is a zip drive somewhere… probably in my possession I just cant find it. Probably for the best I bet they are brilliantly embarrassing!

As I grew up I lost it. Well, I don’t know if I lost it, I just stopped writing. So here I find myself, trying to rediscover what I used to love and so I have started some creative writing again.

I have to give a huge thank you to my wonderful friend Beth, (whose brilliant website you can find here), who has helped encourage me and helped me to activate the part of my brain I turned off. The switch isn’t fully on yet but we are getting there, it’s a dimmer switch.

Anyway, I feel a bit like this is a very long winded way of me telling you, that you have some poems and stories heading your way in the next few months. Please be gentle with me, I am using the blog as a big brainstorming board, a giant notebook if you will, of me trying to get my brain working again.

I have also really enjoyed doing my little holiday videos. I did a huge amount of editing at Uni so it’s fun to get to grips with that again. I am also hoping to throw more of those your way soon.

Speaking of which, here is another one for you! (Nice, see what I did there? Smooth.) In September a group of chums and I went to the New Forest for the weekend. I made another video of our adventuring! Please excuse the terrible video quality, I am hoping to get my grubby paws on a new camera soon :)

That’s all for now. I am off to put the kettle on for more lemsip, throw away the sea of used tissues I am surrounded with and probably watch Mean Girls. I know how to live.

30 things I have learned in my 30 years.

30 Things I have Learned in 30 years

Since my last post was a little more on the ranty side, here is a more light hearted little number for you all.

As my 31st birthday rapidly approaches here are 30 things I have learned in my 30 years:

  1. My mum was right about pretty much everything. Apart from the fact that brownies are gross, because it is a well known fact that they are not.
  2. Keep your sugar and salt marked very clearly, and very far away from each other. This will prevent any disturbing coffee traumas.
  3. Take your make up off before bed. Your skin will thank you.
  4. Do not kick a curb in a fit of rage when you miss your bus. You will not win in a fight against concrete.
  5. Lashings of butter should be added to mash potato. Otherwise it tastes like sadness. You also cannot cheat and make mash in a blender. You will get wall paper paste.Mash Potato
  6. Drink lots of water. Especially if you are going out boozing.
  7. Also, in relation to above. Eating is NOT cheating. Have some bloody dinner before you go out.
  8. Do not put furniture polish on your wooden flooring, unless you are trying to make it into an ice-skating rink.
  9. Cook rice on a low heat. This will prevent you destroying every pan you own.
  10. Do not cut your own hair. Unless you are a hairdresser. Or a small child.
  11. Take your hands out of doors/drawers/cupboards/gates before closing them.
  12. Skiing is like playing Russian Roulette. At some point it will literally break you. For me, it was emotionally.Me Skiing
  13. Sudocreme is magic. For everything. Apart from on your toast.
  14. Broccoli does taste better when you are an adult. This is why your mum made you eat it as a kid. Oh that, and it’s good for you.
  15. Making it “rain” in your own house with prawn crackers will come with it’s regrets the next day.
  16. Do not check your electric hob is on by touching it. This will remove your finger prints.
  17. At home waxing is a stupid idea. Don’t even bother. Get a professional to do it for you. Unless you enjoy being covered in sticky lumps of your own hair and tears.
  18. Being kind is a simple, yet stupendously effective thing. It will also make you feel awesome when you do something good for someone else.
  19. Cheap raincoats are a waste of time.
  20. Microwave popcorn can and will catch fire if you take your eye off the microwave for a second.
  21. Primark leggings should not ever be worn as trousers, they are see-through. I can see your pants.
  22. Do not buy smart price/essentials/the cheapest bin bags. Your rubbish will leak, and you will say some curse words.
  23. Take a minute before responding to something that has made you angry. You cant take back words once they have been said.
  24. Shots are never a good idea.kermit-1651325_1920
  25. To get rid of hiccups, take the deepest breathe you can and hold it for as long as you can. Until you feel like you might pop. Start breathing again before you pass out though eh?
  26. Time will legitimately go faster as you get older. That or I am being abducted by aliens. Repeatedly.
  27. Cacao and Chia seed pudding does not taste like chocolate mousse. Anyone claiming this is a liar.
  28. Don’t worry too much about how you look in a swimming costume. Chance is everyone else at the pool is too busy worrying about themselves too much to even notice you.
  29. Check the chair is actually behind you before you sit on it.
  30. Throw your hands in the air, wave them like you just don’t care. But be cautious of people around you because you might punch a drink out of their hand or them in the face. My bad.

Wedding Diets – A Rant

Stretching Exercise Funny

There is a photograph that you might have come across if you ever happened to search anything wedding related on the internet. It is of a woman on a treadmill, and on the treadmill next to her is a wedding dress, draped like a carrot on a stick.

My weight has fluctuated a lot since I was a teenager. This is a pretty normal thing, this happens to a lot of people. It has constantly been something I feel like I have had to think about, or something that I have been presented with as something I should be aware of. It comes from everywhere around us, friends, family and more so than anything else, the media. It occurred to me around 4 years ago that I was really tired of this, of being made to think about my weight. I was bored of complaining, or being complained too by people about how fat I am/they are, or how gross I am/they are. Even when at my smallest, my weight was still something I thought about, and that screams to me that something isn’t right. I have now come to realise that it is not my issue per say, but rather a symptom of what I have been made to feel by the world around me. It saddens me that things are like this. Not just for me, but for every single female (and male) in the Western world.

I am not 100% happy with how I look right now, but I don’t think I ever will be and I don’t think I ever have been. I think that is probably a sentiment that most women can empathise with. I have decided to accept that fact, some things you cannot change. There are more important things in the world. I have spent too many hours of my life fretting and worrying about these things, which really at the end of the day do not matter. I do not look at any of my friends and think these bad things about them, so why should I think them about myself? I have no time for it anymore.

The fact that I am now a “bride to be”, has apparently lumped me with the rule that I “MUST” lose weight in order to look my best for my wedding. This, to be frank, pisses me off. That photo pissed me off. The fact that throughout my adult life I had promised myself that I would “get my weight in order” when I got engaged pissed me off. The fact I am getting married is not a reason to lose weight. My fiancé does not love me any more or any less because of my size. I was this size when he asked me to marry him.

To be clear, this pressure has come from no one I actually know, but rather it has been shoved in my face by numerous social medias, bride magazines and wedding planning websites. I recently downloaded a “to-do” tick off list, and the top task one is “SIGN UP FOR THE GYM – now is the time to start dieting to look your best for your wedding day”.

Do you know what? Fuck you list.

If I am going to sign up for the gym it is going to be because I want to get healthier, for my life, because I want to be fitter, for my life. My marriage is not about one day, it is about my life.

So many women put themselves through hell before their weddings to fit into a dress that they will never wear again afterwards. To spend 18 month avoiding carbs and doing hours of training in the gym only to drop it all after the wedding and “let normal service resume”. All of this for one day? It just seems so silly to me.

I do not like this “dangling the carrot” thing I am being faced with. The wedding dress on the treadmill. The completely untrue “fact” that in order to be considered beautiful on my wedding day I will have to stop eating, and start running. It is grossly unfair, and unhealthy to have this attitude. I do not want my future daughter to feel like in order to be beautiful she has to be thin. I truly believe that all women are beautiful no matter what their size. The only reason to “lose weight” is for your health. Not to fit into a stupid dress.

August 2016 – Remember me?

*looks around blog*

*wipes finger along dust collecting on the windows*

Wow…. this place has been left unattended and unloved for a while…

*sits down in the dust, rather than cleaning it up*

So, summer hit again. It you look back at this time last year, you will note my numerous references to “going a bit funny” in the summer. It wasn’t quite as bad this summer, but the work load always suddenly seems to snowball and before you even have time to blink you are swamped and drowning. As quickly as it came and made you into a snappy, stressed out lunatic, it’s gone and you wonder where on earth the summer went.

Outside of work, summer has been awesome. I have had some really amazing times with amazing friends. We still have one exciting festival adventure to go on at the end of this month so it is not over yet! It hasn’t been all doom and gloom, just some real highs and some real lows.

One of the highs of summer - Brighton Pride 2016. Amazing day with amazing friends.

One of the highs of summer – Brighton Pride 2016. Amazing day with amazing friends.

Anyway, as a result of all of this, I have abandoned the blog. I feel a bit like we are friends that were really close in primary school but now we have drifted off and don’t really know what to say to each other any more. Alas I am not ready to give up on you little blog of mine.

I feel a bit like I am still very much finding my feet with what I am doing here, and perhaps trying to cater for an existing audience that doesn’t actually exist (if that makes any sense). I am not necessarily writing about things that I care about, but more writing posts to fill up space, or because I haven’t for a while. I guess that is the joy of all of this though, it’s all a bit of trial and lots of error. A scrapbook of me trying to figure out where I stand in this massive blogging universe. I am going to get things wrong, but occasionally I hope to get things right.

Thank you if you are still reading, thank you for bearing with me and thank you if you plan to stick around. I hope that eventually I will find my feet, find the value I am searching for in all of this, and I will be able to give you some cracking posts. There will also be some shit ones to look forward too I am sure.

Love and hugs



P.S. I realised we never caught up about our holiday to The Netherlands. Please enjoy the video below :)

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